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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang, the Ninth Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, sacrificed almost everything he had for the sake of improving his martial arts, including the love of his life. After spending three years locating the fifth fragment of the Nine Tribulations Sword, he was ambushed by all sides at that very place. Mortally injured with no means of escape, Chu Yang executed a sacrificial technique by plunging the Nine Tribulations Sword into his very own heart. “With the blood of my heart, ten thousand tribulations will collapse!” After witnessing the death of all his ambushers, Chu Yang’s vision began to darken. At a distance, moments before his death, he saw the mastermind who had plotted his downfall — Mo Tian Ji. With that, his eyes finally closed. However, with a start, Chu Yang once again awoke to find that he had returned to when he was sixteen years of age! Furthermore, the Sword Spirit of the Nine Tribulations Sword now resided within his Dantian, the energy center of his body! From that very moment, Chu Yang would then begin to right all of his past regrets, and carve his very own legend by fulfilling his destiny as the final Master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, and defeating the Heavenly Devils beyond the realm of the Nine Heavens Continent.

Feng Ling Tian Xia · Oriental
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A Silent Killing Kind Of Cultivation

Editor: Atlas Studios

The night passed extremely bizarrely just like that!

The two Supreme Martial Artists in charge of keeping watch over him could be said to have been under tremendous torture that night! If they had been keeping watch over someone else, they would have had been able to rest their eyes for a while no matter what. However, when keeping watch over this successor to the Purple Crystal Clan, their eyes were practically open the entire night!

In fact, they didn't even blink a single time!

Throughout the night, this fellow laid sprawled out on his back in the pool, absorbing Purple Crystals without any rest. The few pretty maids also went to and fro constantly transporting Purple Crystals.

Just like mice moving house!

The Purple Crystals brought in decreased at a rate visible to the naked eye before they turned into dust in the end.

At last, day had broken.